It fits!!!
1 November 2012
Oh happy days!!! I’ve crossed the last hurdle and my dress
fits to perfection. And all though my
mammy’s are still pretty squished, I’m able to breath once more. The arms are still flabby, but I’ll deal with
that by not waving and causing a rippling of waddle. And truth be told, I feel victorious. So very, very chuffed with myself. I did it!
All this without the aid of
drugs, just good old fashioned dedication and perseverance. I did however get myself a wee tin of green
tea this week. It can’t hurt after
all. I mean have you ever seen a fat
Chinese person? Hardly ever and they
virtually live off this stuff. So
perhaps there’s a bit of truth to the whole green tea mystique. Personally I have to overcome the hurl reflex
each time I take a sip, but as my Afrikaans granny, Ouma Cathy would say, “My
kind, mooi is seer”. Which roughly
translated means that beauty is pain and that you have to suffer to look
good. Probably I’m just now gaining the
rewards of over three weeks of dieting.
I’m back on my old Weigh-Less weight, all be it at the very top of my
correct weight range. Should I indulge
in just one cup of coffee, I’ll mostly likely tip over the goal weight zone
once more. But I’m not concerned in the
slightest, because baby, I feel good!
We’ve rented my Grantie a tux and
all I can say is “WOW!!!”. The boy sure
cleans up real good. My very own version
of a dashing, good looking and handsome young knight. He’s got the whole James Bond,
shaken-not-stirred thing down pat. I’ll
be calling him 007 for a while after this and will ensure that he only drinks “vodka
martini, shaken not stirred” this whole weekend. And I’m sure that with the assistance of a
good hair piece or even a toupee, he’d be a dead ringer for Pierce
Brosnan. Hold me down!!!
I’m looking forward to a change
of scenery. To experiencing something
new. Meeting more of the people he
speaks about so often when he travels to his company’s offices in Durban and
Joburg. The added enticement of a hotel
stay in five star splendour is also not without appeal. And being the un-travelled pleb that I am, to
me Durban is equally exotic as a trip to the Maldives. See, I’m actually very easy to please. Heck, a trip to anywhere would’ve been good
right about now. Seriously, even Siberia
holds appeal, and I don’t even like winter at all. The problem is just getting it together to
get there at all.
Because mother of mercy, getting
all of my ducks in a row is ever so challenging. Too much to organise as Jump 4 Joy cannot
merely grind to a halt in my absence.
It’s onwards and upwards and kids need to jump. So I’m wangling and organising to make it all
happen. A gazillion balls in the air at
the moment. It is the very first busy,
busy, busy weekend of the summer Castle season.
Chock-a-block full and too good an opportunity for earning a living, to
give it up and just call it quits. I wonder
if “normal” people also experience this?
Or am I the only one? Possibly it
would be easier if I had a straightforward 8 to 5 job. One where I closed my office door at the end
of the day or the end of the week, waved my colleagues goodbye and simply
left. But this is not to be and there
are a very many perks to my job. And
despite my griping, I shall remain grateful for these.
Grant will be taking his laptop
with him, so that should I have a wee moment, I’ll be able to blog or at least
write a story. I’m trying to work in
advance so that I can still post every day and I don’t want to put myself under
pressure. I suppose if I skip the odd
day, no one will die. Few might even
notice my absence and many more won’t care.
But due to my OCD, it just wouldn’t work for me. So, I might just make it. I’ve got two near complete’s and a few
unfinished symphonies – or should I rather say stories. So with a little bit of luck, there’ll even
be blogging from Durbs. Apparently they
also have internet there. Who would’ve
guessed! I wonder if they have sharks
roaming the streets? Supporters of them
for sure. However after their dismal
performance and none too gracious exit out of the Currie Cup Final, Durban might
be feeling a bit morose and depressed. Poor
them!
I’ll be sure to take many photos
and promise to post a few pics of “The Bald and The Beautiful”
(ha-ha-ha!!!). So watch this space for “Bond,
James Bond” as well as his little piece of arm candy (that would be me)…..
Note to self - get Grant a gun
Once again - a gun is required - element of danger and all that
Clearly its Casual Friday (obviously the gun thing only works when wearing a Tux - remember to take one of Cole's along to Durban for special effects)
I hope you have an awesome time!!
ReplyDeleteI am impressed that you lost so much in such a short time - again your perseverance.
By the way, as I understand it, Grant already has a gun - a big one!
What you need for him is a revolver or pistol - but perhaps he has one of those already too?
The latest Bond girl!! The skinny Helene!! So proud of you! I am sure you are loving your weekend away with 007! He's a lucky fish! x
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